It Was Supposed To Be SimpleThe gang, as they say, is all here. My parents have made an intrepid trek across this state, that state, and some other state to find themselves here, hunting for the spare key. My brother had his own adventure full of amusing turns of events, not the least of which was leaving a car engine full of coolant on the streets of Maryland. We are all here, now. We are all cooking.
The plan was just to do (in our comfortable way) up a casserole for dinner. It's simple, it's heartening. Along the way, though, we've found ourselves also embroiled in: fresh bread, sausage stuffing, fresh cranberry relish. I have further evidence that four people can work in my kitchen. This is a brilliant thing.
The house is better suited to being full of people; coming home to bustle and faces was a gentle surprise.
Happy Thanksgiving. Eat well!
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